Rae Sremmurd - Powerglide Lyrics
(feat. Juicy J)[Intro: Swae Lee & Juicy J]Yeah, yeah, yeahMike WiLL Made-ItYeah, yeah, yeahMally MallOh, oh, oh, oh, ohEar DrummersYeah, ho[Chorus: Swae Lee]What's in ya' mug? Toasted up, nah, I ain't hostin'Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't wanna roll itI was slidin' in the Lamb' with the powerglideSlime green paint, peanut butter insideShe wanna *****, speak up, comin' out her clothes (clothes)I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the poleAnd I don't care if she take all of mineLike it ain't shit but a dollar sign[Verse 1: Swae Lee]Diamonds unthawed, comin' in froze (froze)Got too many girls to let one of them go (oh)When I make a purchase, I can't wait to show-ow-boat (oh)If she bad, I put a pinky ring on, snow globeI'ma have that ***** on lock like po-po (yeah)She was goin' up and down like yo-yo (down)You can say I'm greedy 'cause I always want more (more)I don't ***** with holmes 'cause they with some slow-pokes (lame)Ooh, money on monsoon, baby girl, full moon (ayy)Give these niggas with some money some roomShe don't stop, batteries not includedOh, big ballin' like MutomboMuch cooler than the cool kids, woahCan you believe every night we do this? (Do this, yeah)[Chorus: Swae Lee]What's in ya' mug? Toasted up, nah, I ain't hostin'Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't wanna roll itI was slidin' in the Lamb' with the powerglideSlime green paint, peanut butter insideShe wanna *****, speak up, comin' out her clothes (clothes)I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the poleAnd I don't care if she take all of mineLike it ain't shit but a dollar sign[Verse 2: Swae Lee]Hold up, I'ma go and spend those hundreds though (hol' up)I don't care if she had a man, so? (Man)Pedicure gang, get your fingernails didWith no shame, flips that ass like heads or tails (tails)And she finer than a motherlover (lover)Can I hit that ass like a bullseye? (Hit)She gon' suck like a bloodsucker (woo)My feet higher than a mother*****erOh, I hear you like fast cash (fast cash)Baby, you know I got the hots for you (I've got the hots)I've been workin', so I cash inShe said, "I only wanna dance for you" (dance)We have no mercy for you, no (no)Me and my niggas closer than in-laws (than in-laws)***** an interview, she know the answer (answer)Prototype cars, not a Jaguar (skrrt)[Chorus: Swae Lee]What's in ya' mug? Toasted up, nah, I ain't hostin'Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't wanna roll itI was slidin' in the Lamb' with the powerglideSlime green paint, peanut butter insideShe wanna *****, speak up, comin' out her clothes (clothes)I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the poleAnd I don't care if she take all of mineLike it ain't shit but a dollar sign[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]Duck sauce on my feet, hoPass around the pre-rollsRollie on my chain, Flava Flav with the steez, hoKush residue on my jeans, I blow hella dopeAnd them classic Reeboks, whiter than snowAnd a nigga be dressin', walkin' 'round, Gucci steppin'Unintentional flexin', tryna send out a messageMoney walk with the extra, shake that ass wit' ya bestieSeein' stars in the rental, got your broad in the rental20K in AOD and it's just me and my kinfolkTryna send a girl to college, I ain't coppin' no free showSay her birthday late July, yeah, that means she a LeoMight just leave with me tonight, but that don't mean she a freak ho***** with dancers and models, shout out them girls who get dollarsShawty came from the bottom, yeah, shout out Keisha BottomsCouple cases of Rosé, came out to me with the sparklesI pour up for all the girls, but I'ma drink out the bottles[Chorus: Swae Lee]What's in ya' mug? Toasted up, nah, I ain't hostin'Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't wanna roll itI was slidin' in the Lamb' with the powerglideSlime green paint, peanut butter insideShe wanna *****, speak up, comin' out her clothes (clothes)I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the poleAnd I don't care if she take all of mineLike it ain't shit but a dollar sign[Verse 4: Juicy J]She got that million dollar *****, but I get it for the freeShe like to do a lot of snow, I told that ***** to come and skiShawty bad, she can get it, she can swallow, she can spit itBring her friend, if she with it, on the pole, y'all can split itIn the bed or the Lamb' (or the Lamb')Got your ***** suckin' dick on the 'Gram (on the 'Gram)V12 helped me get up out the jam, trunk full of slamR.I.P. Lil Peep, I gotta slow down on them Xans (hey)Just had a ménage (hey), back seat of my Benz (hey)Put that shit on camera (hey), she squirted on the lens (hey)Then she told me put it on her chinny chin-chin (hey)Pocket full of nothin' but them Benjy FranklinsIn the game, posted up (up), puttin' numbers up (up)*****, run me that check first, I don't wanna ***** (yeah)They say it's cuffin' season, baby, you ain't good enough (nope)She want a real nigga, dawg, you ain't hood enough[Chorus: Swae Lee]What's in ya' mug? Toasted up, nah, I ain't hostin'Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't wanna roll itI was slidin' in the Lamb' with the powerglideSlime green paint, peanut butter insideShe wanna *****, speak up, comin' out her clothes (clothes)I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the poleAnd I don't care if she take all of mineLike it ain't shit but a dollar sign
